“Image in mind”

 "Image in mind"

I touched the river in december,

And it was warm

A swans feather came loose

I never had one before believing I could make it a pen that would let me write magical poems..

But I remember I tell lies to myself all the time...

I heard a death in march,

And it was cold

My friends head blowed away

I was years to late

He was born a poet meant for death

Why am I but crazyness... But I Remember I tell lies to myself all the time..

I smelled the wild garlic in july,

And it was sweet

A dandilions life in the wind my painderived alike in my mind

Everything is grey, everything is grey

How long do I have to die

I feel fine, I feel fine....

But I remember I tell lies to myself all the time

I saw in dream were a self harmed body blead April

Its heavy in light hands and toes every god damn place among skin, illuminate its crimsoned..

I know this colour which people walk we know

Is there such a thing as light that stops every babe

But i remember I tell myself lies all the time..

I touched the river in december,

And it was warm

A swans feather came loose

I never had one before believing I could make it a pen that would let me write magical poems..

But I remember I tell lies to myself all the time...